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The Effects of Hip-Hop On Society

Grandmaster Flash & The Furious Five


Keith Cowboy Wiggins
Wonder Mike Rappers Delight
Call & Response
South Bronx 1978
I know what good morals are, but you're
supposed to disregard good morals when
you're living in a crazy, bad world. If you're in
hell, how can you live like an angel? You're
surrounded by devils, trying to be an angel?
Thats like suicide.

- Tupac Shakur
Gangsta Rap
Sex/Misogyny and Violence/Masculinity
NWA
F*#! The Police (88)
Lyrics Come to Life (Pt. 1)
Rodney King (91)
LA Riots (92)

Lyrics Come to Life (Pt. 2)
Ronald Ray HOWARD v. The STATE of Texas (92)



2Pacalypse Now is both disgusting and offensive. That
the album has sold hundreds of thousands of copies is an
indication of society's aesthetic and moral decay.
However, the First Amendment became part of the
Constitution because the Crown sought to suppress the
Farmers' own rebellious, sometimes violent views

- Judge John D. Rainey

Crooked @$$ N!#%@
Now I could be a crooked nigga too
When I'm rollin with my crew
Watch what crooked niggas do
I got a nine millimeter Glock pistol
I'm ready to get with you at the trip of a whistle
So make your move and act like you wanna flip
I fired 13 shots and popped another clip
My brain locks, my Glock's like a fuckin mop,
The more I shot, the more mothafucka's dropped
And even cops got shot when they rolled up.

Objectification
Hey, we got a good thing
Dont know if Imma see you again
But is that a good thing?
Cause girl I cant be your man, no maam
I know what's on your brain
Youre probably hopin' never would end
Like is it the real thing
Or is it just a one night stand?


Video Vixens

Objectified
Social Status
Expendable
Expectations for Beauty
Lauren London
Its Not Your Beauty, Its Your Booty
I like a long-haired thick red bone.
A Womans Response

U.N.I.T.Y

Mind over Money

Knowledge Reigns
Supreme Over
Nearly Everyone
The Teacha
Sound Of Da Police
Scott La Rock




Afrika Bambaataa
DJ
Latin Quarter Night Club


Common
It's all good in the hood, like raps and gems
Throwbacks and Timbs, blacks and rims
Whether on ball courts, attires of all sorts
We never fall short, wit us it's Our Force like And 1's
Some waves, some air guns, the days of the fair one is
over for
Cats is colder than four below, wit self I go toe to toe
Wondering if it's for the art or for the doe
Though I know to grow a - gotta learn to let go
Though I know the doe I got to bring back to the ghetto
Arrows on Terot cards pointing to the grind
Po' livin in more prisons, pointing to my mind, shine the
light up
Clench my fists tight, holding the right up
Freedom fight in dark gear for the years to get brighter
Situations, and jobs get tighter
My man trying to get his weight and height up, c'mon!
Drugs
Sex
Black empowerment
Lupe
B!#%$ Bad
Kendrick
Keishas Song
J. Cole
Made me reflect on the times when we was three-fifths of them
In chains and powerless, brave souls reduced to cowardice
Slaving in the baking sun for hours just
To see the master creep into the shack where your lady at
9 months later got a baby, that's
Not quite what you expected, but you
Refuse to neglect it, cause you
Know your wifey loves you, does you refuse to accept it?
That's that type shit that tell why my granny light-skinned
Rich white man rule the nation still
Only difference is we all slaves now, the chains still concealed
In our thoughts, if I follow my heart to save myself
Could I run away from 50 mill like Dave Chappelle?


Macklemore
When I was in the third grade I thought that I was gay,
'Cause I could draw, my uncle was, and I kept my room straight.
I told my mom, tears rushing down my face
She's like "Ben you've loved girls since before pre-k, trippin'."
Yeah, I guess she had a point, didn't she?
Bunch of stereotypes all in my head.
I remember doing the math like, "Yeah, I'm good at little league."
A preconceived idea of what it all meant
For those that liked the same sex
Had the characteristics
The right wing conservatives think it's a decision
And you can be cured with some treatment and religion
Man-made rewiring of a predisposition
Playing God, aw nah here we go
America the brave still fears what we don't know
And "God loves all his children" is somehow forgotten
But we paraphrase a book written thirty-five-hundred years ago
I don't know
Consumers In
I Believe I Can Fly
Macklemore Wing$

In school/ I was so cool/ I knew
that I couldnt crease em/ My
friends couldnt afford em
I wanted to be that guy, I wanted
to touch the rim/ I wanted to be
cool, and I wanted to fit in

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